Sahithi was restless. She had been locked up for more than six hours now and there seemed to be no way of escaping this room. It was very high up the fort, like the typical fairy tale prison where the villain locks up the heroine. The problem was that she neither had endless long hair that she could use as a kind of makeshift rope to climb down the window nor had she the strength to break down the door. “Even if I break down the door, how am I going to escape the ferocious guards? I will be caught easily.” She paced the room trying to think of a way out but had to stop eventually as all that walking tired her. She sat on one of the Diwan cots dubbed Rani Gari Diwan, staring at the spot on the wall where she had seen the symbol. “Strange.” She said. “It was there when I first looked at it b
